Tonight, my son Vincent posted this video on Facebook… with the following message (translated from French):
“Back in the days, my mom had music blasting all through the house, at all times… mostly Springsteen. I believe that it’s thanks to her if I have this great love for music. This one’s for you, Mom… luv you xxx”
(I’m on Fire — Bruce Springsteen)
Am I a lucky mom or what?!!!
P.S. : Here’s Vincent singing Hunger Strike by Temple of the Dog.
My brother Robert, a.k.a. Bobby Baby, will be landing at Montréal-Trudeau airport next sunday morning.
Since his last visit in February 2004, eight long years have gone by… and a few more postcards have been added to the pile.
Robert and I are the last remaining members of the original Lavoie clan pictured below in 1971.
On the right, proudly holding up the Commander in Chief Official Branch, is my dad — Gérard Lavoie — who died in 1974 of too much drinking and smoking… and of not following his dreams. He was 55.
On the left is my mother — Yvonne Thériault Lavoie — who passed away very suddenly in her rocking chair, in 1991. She was 70.
In the front, in the middle, is my darling younger brother André who followed his dreams but went flying to his death, in 1994, in a motorcycle -vs- car crash. He was 37.
And there we are in the back, my brother Robert on the right and me the older sister on the left, still standing after all these years.
Robert lives in Belgium, moved there in 1982 after falling in love with a beautiful Belgian girl. He’ll be around till May 31 — let the good times roll!
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P.S.: Robert travels a lot and has been to many European countries. Here are just a few of the postcards he has sent me over the years. Postcards From Bobby Baby (1), (2), (3), (4).
